Chapter 962 Stirring Up Bees and Butterflies
- Avery Rumpley’s eyes flew wide. Her spoon clanged onto the table, cream splattering across the red tablecloth.
- Cayden Moore savored her sweetness slowly. He didn’t take with his usual heat. He just leaned in and gently licked the cream from the corner of her lips.
- Avery couldn’t breathe. Compared to a stormy, hungry kiss, this slow one was torture—lingering, intimate.